I Have an Omen System

"This humble one greets Master Wei."

Qin Xuan struggled to suppress the tempest in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Regarding what you said, Altar Master, my memory is hazy. I have not seen Zheng Qi in recent years."

"Is that so? I haven’t seen him in several years either."

"He’s most likely dead, which is why I came to you to ask...

Since you haven’t seen him, you and Qingyi can continue your chat. I’ll go have a look around."

Wei Qingshan’s eyes narrowed. "However, if you find any clues in the future, feel free to tell me."

"I’ll find the murderer who killed Zheng Qi, send them to the Punishment Hall, and have them suffer the torment of Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul."

Wei Qingshan put heavy emphasis on the word "murderer."

He suddenly unleashed the full might of his Purple Mansion Cultivation.

BOOM!

Before he even finished speaking, a brilliant Life Star, vast as a mountain, appeared behind him.

"Ngh..."

Under the crushing pressure of the Purple Mansion might, Qin Xuan’s face turned deathly pale as the taste of blood welled up in his throat.

His Cultivation became as sluggish as heavy water, completely impossible to circulate.

He looked at Wei Qingshan’s sardonic expression.

Qin Xuan struggled to his feet and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "This subordinate understands."

"A teachable boy," Wei Qingshan said, nodding in satisfaction.

He turned and left.

Wei Qingyi reverted to his usual carefree demeanor and offered a smarmy smile.

"Junior Brother Qin, don’t hold it against me. I had no choice. It’s your own fault for being the most promising of us Inner Sect Incense Masters."

"Here, pick one of these two missions."

Wei Qingyi said this with a shameless, fawning tone now that Wei Qingshan was gone.

"I swear, no matter which one you choose, I’ll do my absolute best to help you solve any problems that come up."

In his heart, Qin Xuan wanted nothing more than to stab Wei Qingyi to death, but his expression betrayed not a single hint of anger.

Instead, his demeanor became even more pleasant and affable.

"Senior Brother Wei, what are you talking about? It’s my honor to be able to help you with your troubles."

Wei Qingyi was surprised. "Junior Brother Qin, do you really think so?"

"Of course. What are the Task Talisman Decrees you have, Senior Brother? Let me see."

"There are two in total. One is red, the other is purple."

Wei Qingyi slowly opened his palm, revealing the Task Jade Tokens.

"This blood-red Jade Talisman holds a Seventh-Grade Purple Mansion Level mission called [Youzhou Spy]. You’ll need to infiltrate Prince Yaan’s Mansion in Daqian and provide intelligence on Golden Core True Monarchs until the war in the Cultivation Realm is over. We’re talking thirty years, minimum."

"The danger level is extremely high. I won’t say it’s certain death, but it’s close."

"To prevent you from running off, the Sect will place a Purple Mansion Divine Technique Restriction on you, just in case."

Wei Qingyi was brutally honest.

A Purple Mansion Level mission was supposed to be handled by a Purple Mansion Daoist, but now it had been dumped on someone at the Foundation Establishment stage!

"As for this other one, the purplish-black Jade Talisman, it holds an Eighth-Grade Foundation Establishment Level mission called [Canglin War Demon]."

"You’ll have to go to the front lines in Canglin Country, fight to the death, and accumulate Battle Merit Points."

"There’s roughly a ninety percent chance of dying, which is slightly better than the other mission. But if I were the one going, it’d be a hundred percent certainty."

Wei Qingyi explained in detail, rattling off the facts as if he knew them by heart.

"I see..."

Qin Xuan fell into deep thought.

In truth, it wasn’t as if there was no way out of this.

He could risk it and insist on taking the [Executioner] mission.

Wei Qingshan wouldn’t dare kill him in public.

After all, everyone in the Holy Sect knew that Qin Xuan was one of the Blood Tyrant Demon Child Chen Xuanba’s people.

But doing so would mean making a powerful enemy at the Purple Mansion level for no good reason.

’Wei Qingshan dares to threaten me... My cultivation is still too low. Until I reach the Golden Core realm, I’m nothing but an ant.’

’The day I achieve my Golden Core, I will absolutely get my revenge!’

Qin Xuan mentally added this grudge to his little black book.

But for now, with his low cultivation, it was better to just lie low...

’Forget it. I’ll just choose the slightly less dangerous [Canglin War Demon] mission.’

Just as Qin Xuan made his decision, ready to head to the front lines and fight for his life...

The giant sphere of light in his mind suddenly flickered.

From within flew out four Ancient Bamboo Sticks.

[Top-Top Lottery: Choose ’Youzhou Spy.’ The backlash will dissipate on its own. You will obtain a Life Star cultivation method, one Low-grade Magical Treasure, and a Sixth-Grade Opportunity. You will pass through this period safely. Greatly auspicious!]

[Middle-Lower Draw: Choose ’Executioner.’ You will avoid the great war but incur Chen Xuanba’s displeasure and be scorned by a Nascent Soul Demon Monarch. Your life will not be in danger, but the path will be fraught with peril. Ominous.]

[The Worst Draw: Choose ’Canglin War Demon.’ You will be targeted by the Cyan Cloud Sect. You will face near-certain death. Greatly inauspicious!]

[The Worst Draw: Choose ’Youzhou Spy.’ The backlash will not be resolved. Though you will gain the favor of someone at the Purple Mansion level, you will be detected by a Nascent Soul cultivator and killed in a single blow. Greatly inauspicious.]

Seeing the divinations clearly,

Qin Xuan’s heart skipped a beat, then he was overjoyed.

The string of opportunities and treasures listed in the top-notch sign nearly blinded him.

Becoming a spy actually came with an opportunity related to a Purple Mansion Fate Star!

The divination mentioned a way to resolve the backlash from his Divine Technique. As long as that was handled, he would be free and clear.

On the other hand, going to the front lines in Canglin Country was extremely dangerous.

’Becoming a Chief Incense Master at the Slaughter Altar is also dangerous; I’d be despised... It seems Chen Xuanba doesn’t like cowards who cling to life either!’

Seeing that Qin Xuan was taking his time to choose,

Wei Qingyi assumed he was hesitating. "Junior Brother Qin, I suggest you choose the [Canglin War Demon] mission."

"Oh?" Qin Xuan’s eyes were jet-black as he gave Wei Qingyi a meaningful look.

’You poor fool. Disaster is about to fall on your own head, and you’re still trying to advise me?’

"[Canglin War Demon] has a ninety percent death rate, sure, but that’s much better than the You Province mission."

"Junior Brother Qin, I’m really not lying to you. King Yaan, Xiao Dingjiang, is devious and cunning. Passing intelligence from under his nose is harder than climbing to the heavens."

Thinking Qin Xuan suspected him, Wei Qingyi swore,

"But if you choose to go to the front lines in Canglin Country, I can go beg my great-grandmother to give you a huge amount of help. We can probably lower the death rate to eighty percent."

Wei Qingyi sighed.

It was hard to tell if he genuinely considered Qin Xuan a brother or if he was just making excuses.